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Remnants of a dream
The following is based on true events as recorded from a dream.
3am A.M. wakes me
Punching me in my chest
Gripping at my heart
Twisting painful knots into my cycle of breaths
I gasp
I gasp
I gasp for air poisoned with the taste of bitter smoke
It courses sharply through my bloodstream and marches directly to my brain
It stains my sheet with a salty wet substance of my own glands
Its almost as though I had taken a swim in the ocean
yet I was only in the basement
The dingy dirty dark filthy black silt covered tomb at the bowels of what some might call home
I descend rapidly
Falling not walking into its hollow stone lined flesh intestines
Corridors twisting
Family gathers under yellow tinged luminescence
The view is like a pee stained disco
Flickering monitors imprison nude wriggling bodies
They all laugh
They all smile
They call out Domino and King me
Their arrogant ignorance disturbs the air
Killer rats with gnashing teeth emerge from their holes
Jumping
Biting
Shooting brown machine gun pellets from their asses
I was frightened
I didn't know which would be worse
To die of disease or from the loss of bodily fluids
The precious blood that god gave me
I vowed to protect it
I run
Stumbling up an infinite flight of stairs
Panting
Gasping
Swimming upstream like a spawning trout
Rats hanging from my flesh
Sweat dripping from my brow
I just want it to be over
Eye wide shut I bang my head against hard light
It stuns me and I fall
Slowly
Drifting down like I was held aloft by angel wings
Feathered and white
Crowds gather around me
I plant my head firmly into the earth
It felt like pillows
Relaxing
Warm
Soft
I arose from a small pool of my own saliva
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Daybreak and Dreamscapes
PoetryDaybreak and Dreamscapes is a collection of poetry written by me from 1996 until present. Most are freestyle collections written at the most ungodly hours of the day while others are concentrated works of sheer artistic precision. All are enjoyable...
